motherfuckin meds
Posted on | June 12, 2006 | 6 Comments
I called into work again. I feel bad for it, but I had no business driving this morning. When I’m awake I feel better, but the challenge is trying to wake up. I snapped again last night, spent the early morning hours watching my recorded episodes of 60 Minutes and CSI (all except Miami, which is the dumbest of the lot). I got about an hour of sleep. Still heavily medicated, I took D to work because he was having issues with his car and we had to drop it off at the dealership. I’m awake now, feeling guilty and in dire need of something to eat.
I’m feeling sorry for myself. I want to have a tantrum, but I know that’s not generally a socially acceptable way of releasing tension. On one hand my meds and brain are cooperating nicely. On the other hand, the side effects are a bitch. What’s more important? Moodswings or a job? So, that’s where my head’s at, and not up my ass.
I think Mr. Hurricane Alberto needs to piss off. We need the rain, but I like the 24 hour storms. We’ve lost power a couple times for minutes. Just enough time to freak the cable out and make the dogs tilt their head in confusion.
I had a dream that we sold our couch and bought plastic lawn furniture. Strange.
I need to eat. Happy Monday
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June 12th, 2006 @ 5:48 pm
everyone needs a break so don’t feel bad for that. you deserve rest – mentally or physically.
June 12th, 2006 @ 5:55 pm
Thank you Momma Anne. Can you write me a note??
June 13th, 2006 @ 1:07 pm
I sure can. I can also bring you some banana nut bread.
June 14th, 2006 @ 12:52 am
damnit with the bread! E, please give Anne my address…I want some nutty bread!
June 14th, 2006 @ 7:17 am
ROFL.
I will pick it up for you and …uhm… send it. Yeah! I’ll just send it for you…yeah.
June 14th, 2006 @ 9:43 am
I don’t want an empty wrapper sent to me woman!